Seems like PG!

There she was, a tall blonde wearing a white tee shirt, blue jeans and red sneakers, all soaking wet.

• ”Please, come in.” I said, opening the door further and moving to the side.
• ”I better just leave your order and go back” she replied, pushing a trolley with some covered plates before her into the room. (”Nice touch getting that trolley” I thought to myself, while checking out the profile of her pointy A-cup tits and stiff nipples as she passed me. She obviously didn't wear any bra. I also noticed a metal badge with her initials, ”P G”, printed. She'd prepaired for this meeting just as much as I, and perhaps more...)
• ”Don't be stupid”, I said while closing the door. ”You'll catch a cold or worse if you get back outside without being warmed up first. I'm sure your boss won't mind that you linger a while in order to stay healthy.”
• ”Well...” she seemed to think about it for a short while. ”Perhaps you're right. I'll stay for a moment until I get warm again.”
• ”Good choice! I'll help you get warm and dry! First you'll need to take off those wet clothes you're wearing, or you'll never get warm.”
• ”But I've got nothing else to wear! You don't expect me to go naked here in front of you, are you?”
• ”No problem. Just get into the bathroom, take off your clothes and use the small towel to dry yourself. I'll give you some dry clothes from my sample merchandise to wear instead. I sell womens clothing, you know.”
• ”Oh, allright then” she said and entered the bathroom.
  As she started to undress I decided on what items to give her. I opted to start fairly nice and decent, while hopefully somewhat arousing for her. (Just as much unconvinced that it would be decent enough for her to tolerate I was unconvinced that it was decent enough to keep me from getting a boner.)
• ”I'm ready for my new clothes now” she said, glimpsing the door.
• ”Good. Here's for your bottom half” I said, reaching her a pair of pantyhose. Those were dark beige, a simple model with reinforced toes and slightly reinforced panty with a single sturdy seam holding the right and left halves together. No wedge or other feature that would increase the manufacturing cost.
• ”Give me your wet clothes so that I can drape them on the radiator for warming and drying” I said.
  She reached out har hand, holding the shirt and trousers. I took them while also requesting her panties.
  I put her clothes on the not too warm radiator, and got her next piece ready. I could hear some grunting from the bathroom. She didn't seem too happy with her new clothing so far.

• ”Hand me your panties and I'll give you a sweater” I said, getting a pink cotton thong in my hand. ”Sweet” I said, while handing her the ”sweater” made from another pair of dark beige pantyhose. This time with sheer sandal toe and a now cut away large wedge.

  As I hung the thong with the other clothes she opened the door and stepped out. She seemed a bit upset, but wore the nylons nevertheless. She held her right hand to cover her crotch from my eyes, while her left hand and lower arm did it's best to cover the breasts. She was stunning, with long slender legs that really made it difficult for me to stay cool.
  Her brown eyes stared into mine.

• ”This wasn't exactly what I had in mind” she objected. ”What was it you said you're selling?”
• ”Hoisery! Sexually oriented nylons for women and men.” I could sense my cock growing.
• ”That figures!” She seemed to think it over while looking at me. ”So...” now more curious in tone, ”how come I'm the one standing here in transparent clothes while you're wearing that dull robe?”
  That was an invitation I couldn't resist (but rather had longed for since she stepped into the room).
• ”Mostly because I haven't had time to dress yet” I replied. ”Do you want me to model some of the mens collection for you?”

• ”Yes please! This will be interesting...”

  As I began to prepare she pulled out the chair and sat down on it, her legs together and her hands still covering her ”vitals”.
  I was on the other side of the bed, with the suitcase in front of me. I hoped the lid would cover my lower parts until I was ready.
  I took off the robe and let it fall to the floor as I picked up something I'd done for my own amusement.